Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1130: Final Stand

Chapter 1130: Final Stand

Finally, she could move freely and approach each Cosmorite Mecha without restraint.

As expected, the Emberion Core were all installed inside a rectangular box located in the core cabin.

The box was peculiar.

Amalia discovered it seemed to be designed to shield the energy signature of its contents.

She attempted to destroy the Emberion Core within.

As expected, the energy began to dissipate rapidly.

Using the same method and with the aid of her divine senses, she swiftly damaged the Emberion Core inside tens of thousands of Cosmorite Mechas.

Once the boxes were closed, the energy loss could no longer be detected.

Earlier, during her observations, Amalia had noticed that the aliens never touched the Emberion Core directly, as if they feared the crystals might be toxic.

If these Emberion Core were indeed the energy source for the Cosmorite Mechas, but direct contact posed a danger to them, it explained why no Emberion Core were found on Noryn’s body.

After completing her task, Amalia sent a message to Kenny Lin, asking if he had finished on his end.

It didn’t take long for a reply: almost done.

The two of them then regrouped in their secret hideout.

After tinkering together for over half an hour, they went their separate ways, returning to their respective factions.

That very evening, they received orders from higher-ups instructing them to lead a mecha squadron and begin the final cleanup operation.

Twelve mecha squadrons departed from three colossal mecha plazas, forming an awe-inspiring sight.

Both Amalia and Kenny Lin were among them.

Vynar suddenly noticed the general’s faintly furrowed brows and couldn’t help but ask, "General, is something wrong?"

"I just have an uneasy feeling," Aelra replied, gazing into the distance where the Cosmorite Mecha army had disappeared.

His expression was far from reassuring.

It was just a premonition, but it left him uneasy, as if something terrible was about to happen.

"Perhaps it’s because the battles here are nearing their end, and that’s why the General has this feeling," Vynar said, somewhat dismissively.

To him, with their nine mecha armies in play, the odds of humanity making any changes to stage a counterattack were less than one in ten thousand—an impossible scenario.

"If it weren’t for what happened on Shadron, I wouldn’t feel this way," Aelra replied in a deep voice.

While others remained unconcerned, he couldn’t stop dwelling on the events surrounding Shadron.

A planet had vanished without a sound, and Lorrik’s spaceship had appeared silently beside their cosmic battleship.

Every piece of this puzzle radiated an unsettling sense of abnormality, forcing him to take it seriously.

"Shall I order heightened vigilance among the others?"

"Yes." Aelra nodded. "Let’s hope it’s just me overthinking."

The aliens launched their next attack, this time on an even grander scale, exuding a menacing aura. The planets Lumora and Gaia, along with a few others, quickly received the news, realizing this might be the final battle.

On Lumora, Major General Rafiq stood atop a high platform, gazing solemnly at the three million soldiers below.

In the past, such numbers were unimaginable.

A single planet could only muster at most several hundred thousand soldiers.

However, after the battlefield expanded to full scale, many young adults came to understand that even if they didn’t enlist, their chances of survival were slim.

Thus, they voluntarily joined the military in droves.

The original force of fewer than two hundred thousand soldiers had swelled to three million.

Considering that the planet’s remaining population was only ten million, managing to gather three million soldiers was an incredible feat.

"Today’s battle... the Empire has no strength left to support us. I hope none of you hold grievances against the Empire—they too are being ravaged by the fires of war. This time, we can only rely on ourselves. This battle may lead to devastation and rivers of blood, but we are a people of dignity. Until the last moment, no one should retreat. Even if we die on the battlefield, we will never become slaves to the aliens."

"I know this is cruel. Everyone has the right to choose between life and death, and it’s not right to demand that you march to your deaths. But this isn’t just for ourselves—it’s to protect the home behind us and the people we love!"

Knowing full well that this was a battle with overwhelming odds, Major General Rafiq looked out at the countless young faces, some only in their teens or early twenties, and felt a deep pain in his heart.

Many of them had never undergone proper training.

A year ago, some of these young men and women were still nestling in their parents’ arms.

The world had been monstrously unfair to them.

If Major General Rafiq hadn’t received the news, he would never have sent them to their deaths.

He would have wanted them to survive, endure humiliation if necessary, and wait for a day when they could drive the aliens out of their galaxy.

However, after learning the truth, they no longer had the luxury of choice.

He had failed them.

"General, we are not afraid of death! The aliens deserve to die! We will drive them out of our home!"

"Yes! Drive the aliens out of our home!"

Three million young soldiers roared in unison, their faces flushed with fury and determination.

"Perhaps things aren’t as dire as we think. Survival is the only hope for a counterattack. If we die..." another officer sighed heavily.

These young recruits were truly weak.

Sending them to the front lines would only result in their corpses paving the aliens’ path.

Gaia, where over 90 million had already perished, was a land built on mountains of the dead.

"In truth, I agree. The aliens want us alive. As long as we live, we still have a chance before irreversible disaster strikes."

"Do you think there’s any chance left once we’re aboard the aliens’ battleship?" Major General Rafiq countered sharply.

The two officers fell silent, speechless.

If they couldn’t resist on their own turf, how could they hope to fight back on the aliens’ battleship, where they would be at their mercy?

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